I'm infected by your genetics!
It's been a while since I gave you a little update on my life... and considering my month-time induced mood, and my flu-riddenness presently, now is probably a bad time. But I've been up since half five this morning, and have done nothing since then for the 14 hours leading up to now. So to stay my boredom a little, I thought I'd waffle here for a bit! Hurrah!
Realisation:
-- What is considered 'Lit/Adv' roleplaying varies for different fandoms.
Seriously. xD This is why I get annoyed at the Batman roleplays that claim to only take advanced roleplayers, but have people there posting single paragraph replies. xD ...Maybe I'm just a snobbish waffler... probably. But returning, after something of a hiatus, to the HP fandom, it is evident that preferred post length is much different. Hmm, maybe it comes from the bases of the genres... HP being novels generally has more words than Batman comics... or something. Why am I trying to be all theoretical and stuff NOW of all times?! -headdesk-
Realisation:
-- Even the coolest people do stupid things.
One of my best chums did something stupid and pretty much stole a whole roleplay application from another of my chums to use on a different site. When she's perfectly capable of writing her own applications - what is the actual point. Even down to the minorest details as well. If you don't know a canon - look them up on Wikipedia - don't steal hand-written details from someone else's application in which they've taken the time to give a minor character a life, for goodness sake! >//
Realisation:
-- Headbutting walls is an example of how to phail at life.
Upon concluding I needed more tissues this morning (the last box-ful now less than useful, used and discarded in the bin) I went to get a new box... only to realise I didn't know where they were kept. And so did some cough-filled, very bad espionage and stole some of my father's before proceeding to smack my head on the wall as I hurried back downstairs. Luckily my brain was too congested to actually feel anything.
Realisation:
-- People who think the world revolves around them piss me off no end.
...When you have a conversation with someone on MSN... and they ask you 'What's new?!' and you say 'nothing', because frankly very little CAN be new when you haven't got out of bed for 3 days, and then they start wining on and asking what they've done wrong... as though, by not having some progress in your life they have some how failed in their life's ambition to be the centre of all orbit. WHAT THE HELL. Not helpful also when, after weeks and weeks of milking their own apparent 'pains' for all the sympathy they can derive from anyone, they show absolutely no empathy when you explain as bluntly as you may that IT'S ACTUALLY THE FACT THAT MY BRAIN FEELS LIKE SOMEONE'S FILLED IT WITH DE-ICER, AND MY NOSE IS THE NIAGRA FALLS COUSIN, that I am not all chatty, right now. Good grief.
Realisation:
-- People don't actually talk to you to hear what you have to say... only to say what they have to say.
Following an HOUR of repeating myself to several people in order to get an answer from simple questions like 'How are you?' and 'What happened at school today?'. Worst thing about missing school? Missing events... any events... dear god.
All for now, before I impode upon my own angst. xDD
tata xxx
Realisation:
-- What is considered 'Lit/Adv' roleplaying varies for different fandoms.
Seriously. xD This is why I get annoyed at the Batman roleplays that claim to only take advanced roleplayers, but have people there posting single paragraph replies. xD ...Maybe I'm just a snobbish waffler... probably. But returning, after something of a hiatus, to the HP fandom, it is evident that preferred post length is much different. Hmm, maybe it comes from the bases of the genres... HP being novels generally has more words than Batman comics... or something. Why am I trying to be all theoretical and stuff NOW of all times?! -headdesk-
Realisation:
-- Even the coolest people do stupid things.
One of my best chums did something stupid and pretty much stole a whole roleplay application from another of my chums to use on a different site. When she's perfectly capable of writing her own applications - what is the actual point. Even down to the minorest details as well. If you don't know a canon - look them up on Wikipedia - don't steal hand-written details from someone else's application in which they've taken the time to give a minor character a life, for goodness sake! >//
Realisation:
-- Headbutting walls is an example of how to phail at life.
Upon concluding I needed more tissues this morning (the last box-ful now less than useful, used and discarded in the bin) I went to get a new box... only to realise I didn't know where they were kept. And so did some cough-filled, very bad espionage and stole some of my father's before proceeding to smack my head on the wall as I hurried back downstairs. Luckily my brain was too congested to actually feel anything.
Realisation:
-- People who think the world revolves around them piss me off no end.
...When you have a conversation with someone on MSN... and they ask you 'What's new?!' and you say 'nothing', because frankly very little CAN be new when you haven't got out of bed for 3 days, and then they start wining on and asking what they've done wrong... as though, by not having some progress in your life they have some how failed in their life's ambition to be the centre of all orbit. WHAT THE HELL. Not helpful also when, after weeks and weeks of milking their own apparent 'pains' for all the sympathy they can derive from anyone, they show absolutely no empathy when you explain as bluntly as you may that IT'S ACTUALLY THE FACT THAT MY BRAIN FEELS LIKE SOMEONE'S FILLED IT WITH DE-ICER, AND MY NOSE IS THE NIAGRA FALLS COUSIN, that I am not all chatty, right now. Good grief.
Realisation:
-- People don't actually talk to you to hear what you have to say... only to say what they have to say.
Following an HOUR of repeating myself to several people in order to get an answer from simple questions like 'How are you?' and 'What happened at school today?'. Worst thing about missing school? Missing events... any events... dear god.
All for now, before I impode upon my own angst. xDD
tata xxx